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Profiles.
Appearance: http://i239.photobucket.com/albums/ff281/Aschthebloody21/DarkSignerAkira.png Name: Avalon Silvers Gender: Male Age: Appears to be about 20 or so real age unknown. Species: Spirit Tamer. Meaning someone who made a pact with a spirit and thus had a spirit enter there body changing them. Affiliation: War Gods Weapons: His magic mainly though he can also use swords when the need arises. Skills: Mastery of magic, unarmed combat, survival training and can cook fairly well too when using his magic as an aid, extremely intelligent. Magic: Elemental mainly though as a master of magic he can use almost any form of magic to an extremely high level. History: Avalon became a spirit tamer at a very young age in his pursuit of power. He was always fascinated by magic and everything it could do and devoted much of his life to mastering its use as well as acquiring more power. Doing anything and everything he could regardless of ethics or morality for those pursuits. Eventually his goals began to shift in an unknown direction and he began seeking out other powerful beings like himself, eventually forming the War Gods jointly with them for an unknown purpose. Other: He is somewhat perverted so he has a slight weakness towards attractive woman.
Wolf Form Name: Zaleria Nallvir Gender: Female Age: Twenty Two Species: Lythari, which was originally a Forest or Wood Elf that have the ability to change into a wolf at will. Unlike true werewolves Lythari keep their sanity and mind when they change and they do not change into unthinking killers therefore. However Lythari are so far from “normal” elves that they are seen as a separate race not really akin to elves anymore. Affiliation: Mercenary Weapons: Large broad sword almost her size, small dagger and an arm blade ((all in picture)). Her wolf form can still use the broad sword or dagger. Skills: Swordplay, excellent with navigation and tracking, and knows how to create herbal remedies and toxins. Magic: Does not use magic. History: Zaleria was just a young girl when her clan was attacked. Her race was almost completely massacred. As far as she knows she is the sole survivor from those dark years. She was only seven when it happened. It wasn’t the monsters that whipped out her race but the combined efforts of a couple clans of elves. They disliked the Lythari clan and believed that they should exist. Ever since her father had saved and hid her that fateful night she roamed and learned to survive with nothing but her wits and what she had learned from her parents. It wasn’t until she was fourteen that she was shown mercy and kindness by an Elf. From that day forward without the elf’s knowledge she followed her and protected her while still remaining hidden. When she turned Twenty One they had met again face to face when she saved the young elf’s life from a pack of hungry monsters near her town. They became friends on that day and were inseparable despite the looks and attention Zaleria would receive based off her bright crimson eyes and long silver hair. Other: She would risk her life for Madelyn and most believe that she is in love with her despite the fact that she almost never shows any physical displays of affection towards her. Theme Song: Battleborn by Five Finger Death Punch
Name: Madelyn Vontrap Gender: Female Age: Seventeen Species: Dark Elf Affiliation: Mercenary Weapons: Scythe and her magic Skills: She is extremely skilled with a scythe and is in perfect control of her body meaning she knows exactly what she can do even if she has never done it before. She is also a very good judge of what others are capable of and sometimes can predict their next move based of a move of a muscle. Magic: Reanimation is her primary form of magic. She can control most of her reanimated specimens but allows them free will others have a complete mind of their own. She also has one dark spell that is kinda like a storage locker where she can open a shadow portal and put things there and then pull them out at will. History: Madelyn is the daughter of the primary mortician of Albion. Ever since she was a little girl she has been around the dead helping her father out in the morgue any way she could. Madelyn's mother was the leading military nurse so Madelyn also saw very gore wounds and how to fix them with limited resources. When she was ten she began to prep the bodies for her father by storing them and making them look pretty again. When Madelyn was sixteen the military allowed her to enter the field; where she also helped her mother stitch up fallen soldiers and bring the near to death back to a stable existence. Madelyn loved helping both of her parents even when the soldiers flirted with her and some even tried to get her to sleep with them. Most gave up when she refused but one held a grudge and later on attacked her to rape her on her way home late one night. This was when she had met Zaleria for the second time as she scared the man off before the full damage was done. When Zaleria saved her and she recognized her from the first time they had met she accepted it as fate and took her home since Zaleria had no home. Her parents feared for her since Zaleria was of the Lythari race but kept it to themselves even though they knew she would most likely die at her hands. Other: Madelyn seems to have an odd fascination with skeletal systems, especially the skull.
Name: Rin Hotaru Gender: Female Age: Twenty One Species: Elemental Affiliation: War God ((not by choice)) Weapons: She has two pouches of throwing daggers ((eight daggers in total)). Skills: She is able to connect with the monsters on a telepathic level being able to assess their physical and mental stability and health and also communicate with them. Through her elemental magic she has learned various fighting styles with water but has mastered the healing arts over fighting. Magic: Elemental, primarily water but is able to use others. History: Rin lived a normal life as much as she could. When she turned seven and started venturing out more into the world she usually found her brother at her side. When she was able to sneak off by herself she found that she was able to hear the thoughts and feelings of the creatures around her and began to explore that new horizon quickly learning she could communicate with them. When she turned seventeen the war gods found out about her during a couple of their raids and promised no harm would come to her family if she joined them but when she refused they killed her parents before her and said the same fate would befall her brother if she did not come along. So she did it was only a year later that her brother finally found her and joined her in the war gods legion to protect her despite his views on the legion. Other: Rin is more of a pacifist and tries to avoid physical confrontation unless it is in order to protect a life.
Name: Kaito Hotaru Gender: Male Age: Twenty Four Species: Elemental Affiliation: War God was previously a Royal Guard Weapons: A pair of twin blades ((look like the one in picture)), and his magic Skills: Swordplay, Critical thinking along with rational decision making in other words keeping calm and making appropriate decisions even in the heat of battle. He is also very agile and can move without making a sound almost like he is floating on air which is quite possible since he is an elemental. His most deadly skill sometimes is his mastery over weather control especially if lightning is involved. Magic: Elemental, primarily lightning but is able to use others. History: Kaito grew up as a normal child following in his fathers foot steps even when his mother gave birth to his little sister. It was at a young age that his father told him that his sister was special and needed to be protected in the world they lived in. Kaito promised not only his father but his little sister Rin that he would always protect her. When he turned sixteen he was able to begin his training for the royal guard and soon became a fine soldier in their mists excelling in all fields. But just as he thought life was perfect his parents were killed and his sister kidnapped or coaxed into becoming part of the war gods as their legions formed. He suddenly left the royal guard and found the war gods and joined their legions but to this day they don’t trust him and treat him like a hunting dog. Other: He has a sixth sense when it comes to his surrounds but especially his sister. He can’t explain it but he has some type of connection with her that allows a red flag to go up when she is in danger even if she isn’t anywhere near him. Theme Song: Wrong Side of Heaven by Five Finger Death Punch
Appearance: http://www.4gamer.net/games/112/G011202/SS/004.jpg Name: Leon Stark Gender: male Age: 21 Species: Nephelen meaning half demon, half angel Affiliation: Mercenaries though he aspires to one day become one of the royal knights. Weapons: the blade in pic which was the ancestral blade of his family, said to have been blessed by a goddess long ago to pierce through all magical defenses making it highly effective against mages and magically inclined monsters such as undead and shades. Skills: swordplay, unarmed combat, lesser cooking ability, survival training useful as a traveling mercenary, and combat tactics taught to him by his adoptive family. Magic: Lesser healing magics useful when theirs no time to find a more professional healer. And his main magic known as Aura that utilizes the chi energy within the users body for a variety of effects such as highly boosting physical ability, projecting barriers and offensive energy waves, and boosting the bodies natural recovery rate to negate the effects of poisons and other such harmful effects. History: Leon grew up in a small village where his parents taught him the use of Aura magic, a magic that few outside their village even knew about let alone could use. He enjoyed his life there in the village and made sure to always obey his parents and practice hard at using his magic, wanting to become strong enough to aid his parents in battle some day. However when he was six that life came crashing down when a horde of monsters attacked the village and destroyed it after a valiant struggle by the villagers, all of which possessed at least slight combat training as a tradition in the village. Leon wasn't sure how he survived though when he was lying near death after the attack he heard a strange voice telling him that it could not allow him to die so easily as his body emitted a strange light. A day or two later he was picked up by a passing military unit that had been sent to investigate rumors of a horde of monsters forming in the area around there. Leon was shocked to see the heads of numerous monsters handing on the sides of the soldiers horses and recognized some of them as belonging to the horde that wiped out his village. The leader of the soldiers identified himself as a member of the royal knights and mentioned how that horde wont be harming anyone else again. The man then taking an interest in Leon's innate talent that he could sense within him and the fact that Leon had somehow survived a massacre of an entire village, decided to adopt him and made him the offer. Leon grateful to the man for saving him and in awe at his ability gratefully and readily accepted.That was the day Leon became known as Leon Stark. Sharpening his skills and talents under the knights careful yet gentle watch Leon became more than a match for most monsters out there. Though that was not good enough for Leon, he wanted more to become someone his adoptive father could be proud of and would happily fight beside on the field of combat. And to become strong enough so that the massacre of his village would be a tragedy never to be repeated. With those thoughts in mind and his skills and lessons kept close to heart he set out as a mercenary to further hone his skills and help as many people as he could so that one day he would be able to stand beside his adoptive father as a fellow member of the royal knights. Other: There is a strange within him that Leon himself is not fully aware of, though it is believed to the reason for Leon surviving the massacre of his village.
Appearance: Name: Daymion Cursebreath Gender: Male Age: Unknown,rumored to be around 30? Species: Human Affiliation: War god, he is in need of swift money Weapons: A pitchblack sword that never leaves his side. the blade is lined with purple seals that glowin certain situations. Skills: Daymion is skille din swordplay as well as with shadow magics and minor curse breaking. Magic: Shadow magic is Daymion's forte, ever since he was a brat he was able to conjure shadows and bend them to his will. The true extend of his powers are shrouded in mystery. History: Daymion Cursebreath ,had traveled the lands, ever since he could walk, first with his parents, then on his own. His home was the world and he belonged to the world. Whether he was welcome or not,he would love every place. His journeys eventually brought him to Albion, a fabled place that changed his life. The creatures here were different compared to those he knew and he soon found himself outnumbered and in a pitch.
His life could have easily ended there, but the next time he woke up ,he found himself in a hut, as young girl looking down on him. In her arms rested a young infant and her emerald eyes studied him. Daymion's golden eyes soon noticed the lightly pointed ears of the woman, but that the infant lacked those. It appeared like an eternity to him, one filled with wordless peace. Peace that was soon broken by his grumbling stomach! It was soon revealed that the young elven girl was indeed the mother of the infant, a half blood that did not inherit any of the elven appearances, but this was not their main topic this evening. How was he saved? The girl with the Name Amalia explained that he was as good as death. The fight had left his soul torn and shattered in order to revive him, she ha dno other choice but seal the smaller parts into his sword, this way saving him from decaying and dying. He more or less was an undead now.
The warrior was left speechless but what else could he do but accept this truth? The years passed down and Daymion eventually became a mercinary. Amalia's husband never returned and he felt responsible for her and the child, which was growing quite well. As the boy matured and aged,Daymion noticed that he did not age anymore and started hying his face. After a well done quest,Daymion returned to his home, which was only a ruin made of charred wood and rubble. The only one he could find alive was the tiny boy: Zack.
Ever since then Daymion takes care of the child,taking him with him everywhere. He joined the War gods in hopes of making fast money. When the quest is too dangerous he lives the kid with the War Gods. Other: The sword is linked with him,harming the sword means to harm him. Breaking the seals would end his life. the child Zack is around 7 years old ,but possess some signs of magic and his right eye is blind but he is not scared of asking EVERYONE questions!
Appearance: http://www.esterior.net/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/0011.jpg Name: Mathias Gender: male Age: unknown, been sealed for a very long time however. Species: Humanoid monster Affiliation: War God Weapons: the blade Balmung in pic which is bound to Mathias allowing him to summon or dismiss the blade at will. Skills: being created solely for fighting that is his only real skill though he is still quite intelligent and possesses a high level of control over his chaos energy that courses through his body. Magic: Chaos magic which is the control of the chaos energy that courses through his body. History: Mathias was created by an association of mages a very long time ago for one simple purpose, and that was to slay monsters. One monster in particular in fact, one that was considered and still is considered invincible. Known to all as either the Mother, or the Queen that monster was the source of all other monsters and was the one who birthed the worlds first other monsters. Far too powerful to destroy the Mother was sealed away before even Mathias was created, though the mages of the time believed it only a matter of time before the Mother returned to the world and so they wanted a solution. Their solution was to use a monster to destroy a monster and so their research and experiments began. To create something powerful enough to destroy the Mother they knew they needed an extraordinary power source and so they decided to tap into the boundless chaos energy of the world and contain some of it within a humanoid monster's form. Thus the knights of chaos were born and Mathias were among them. The mages used ancient forbidden magic to allow the knights of chaos entry into the seal of the Mother with the intent to destroy her while she was still within the seal. The attempt proved disastrous, the knights were unable to deal any real damage to the monster who regenerated just as fast as they damaged her and over half their number were wiped out before they had no choice but to withdraw before they were all wiped out. After that the mages had a new idea, they would use one of the other aspects of chaos that which consumes and corrupts almost anything it touched. They would force the remaining knights of chaos fight among themselves until only one was left who would absorb the energy of the others to become more powerful then they could ever be individually, as well as the energy of countless monsters to gain the power needed to slay the Mother. Mathias won that competition, though he grew disheartened from having to slay his brethren, the only other members of his race who considered each other as family bound together by their fate and the chaos energy that flowed through them. Mathias deciding that if his own brethren must fall to complete their goal of slaying the Mother than the other races should not be exempt either and turned his blade upon all the races of the land as well as monsters, becoming a traitor in the mage's eyes. Realizing they had created a monster who needed to be stopped they worked together with an alliance of the other races as well as the support of the Golden Dragon to finally defeat Mathias as he was almost ready for his rematch with the Mother, sealing him away within a special prison where he was to hopefully stay until the Mother had awakened. Though thanks to Avalon and the War Gods he was now free to once again amass power in preparation for his one defining goal, the death of the Mother. Other: his full title is Mathias Knight of Chaos though he mainly only uses it when he is to face someone in combat for the first time.
Appearance: Name: Roland Ashvare Gender: Male Age: 26 Species: Nephelen Affiliation: Commander of Duke Giovanni's Dark Knights and as such leads his generals Weapons: A magic transforming blade that can shift between a knightly long sword and a large greatsword depending on what it's owner desires. Skills: Swordplay, leadership, charisma, hand to hand combat, aura magic,intimidation,tactics. Magic: Aura magic ( See Leon's profile for specifics on what Aura magic is and what it can do. ) History: Roland is actually the older brother of Leon Stark though neither of them are aware of this fact. At a very young age Roland was kidnapped from the village by an unknown assailant and sold into the custody of an underground slaver ring. With his memories of his family and life before erased through magical and drug induced means. The slavers were in the business of training child gladiators and having them fight among themselves for the entertainment of whatever sleazy nobles, merchants and others who pay to enter, as well as profiting off betting as well which was all too common in any kind of arena. And Roland with his Aura magic inherited from his family and his muscle memory from what training he had gone through with his family quickly rose to become their champion winning every match he was in despite whatever odds were put against him. His skills and ability improving with every match and from his gladiator training. He never questioned who he was or why he fought he simply did as it was all he knew. That was until Duke Giovanni hearing tales of the child gladiator Roland's impressive ability decided to pay a visit to the slavers to watch one of his matches. Seeing Roland's impressive power and his vast potential the Duke paid the slavers a vast sum to purchase him as he decided his ability would be better served working for him then killing barely trained children or later adults for the entertainment of essentially scum and lowlifes. Upon doing so he granted Roland a magical blade the one he still uses to this day and gave him his first order. To kill the slavers who were breaking the law with their organization and free the slaves they had. Roland took the blade and did so with great glee, his power easily overwhelming the slavers guards as he cut them all down swiftly. That event made Roland eternally loyal to the Duke for saving him from such a meaningless life and giving him purpose with Roland formally swearing his loyalty to the Duke and his service for as long as the Duke has use for him. Many of the freed gladiators grateful to the Duke and Roland for saving them and having nowhere else to go also swore loyalty to him and with Roland would form the basis for the Duke's new generation of Dark Knights. Roland perfecting his Aura magic and martial ability through intense training and going on to become the commander of the Dark Knights and thus the Duke's right hand. Other: Roland is a man of honor and thus will not kill woman or children unless left with absolutely no choice. Though if the woman is a warrior he will not dishonor her by refusing to fight if she challenges him. Nor does he talk down or disrespectful to opponents who fought with everything they had. He is considered by many to actually be quite handsome, though as most woman are intimidated by his strength he has never had a relationship that was more than a one night fling and even those are quite limited.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 3:29 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2014 4:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2014 5:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2014 9:52 pm
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Rin Hotaru
Rin lay on the floor of the ancient library. She was exhausted and barely conscious. She had been forced to assist Avalon with the guardians of the crystals. In the West and East wings she was able to partially subdue them but would lose them to rage and instinct when they were attacked. She had to fight against their most primal instincts to keep them from completely obliterating the crew within the area. Even then injuries had occurred and Avalon had received the worst of them. However when they came to the central crystal in the lower levels Rin found herself unable to make contact with the guardians but found herself overwhelmed by a force greater than she had ever felt before. The force was so strong it moved through her body, soul and mind and knocked her unconscious.
Her brother had been the one that moved her from that place to the library and had laid her on a table under one of the few lights that lit the old ancient room. She had found that disturbing feeling as if she was about to be experimented on or was under some kind of supervision. However she wasn't alone as she laid there in her new spot on the floor. A small monster, as they called them, had joined her and sat on her stomach. Its size could be compared to a house cat but other than that it was quite different. Its head looked like that of a dragons with a decent sized muzzle and two petite horns on its head instead of ears. Its eyes were an unnatural electric blue. Its spine was ridged with spines and its tail was whip like and scaled. Its body was strange between patches of short fur and scales blending together and covered the small creatures body. The fur was a pastel blue and the scales a slate gray, the color of concrete. It feet were the size of a large breed dogs, appearing un-proportional to the creatures size and also signifying that it would be big when it was fully grown. The feet looked similar to a dragons by having thick talons on the end of each toe. The creatures tongue was also unique. It was a dark blue and forked as it licked Rin's cheek as she stroked its head and scratched under its chin lightly.
By this point her brother had begun talking to her once he noticed she had regained consciousness. However she only heard about half of what he was saying and the rest was lost on her. Her mind was to full of thoughts concerning the crystals. She had had a weird feeling from the first two located in the East and West wings and desired to examine them again. The last crystal she wondered exactly what it could have been that overwhelmed her senses so intensely. Before she had passed out she had just heard something that could have been yelling or a loud roar but her memory was a blur and it pained her to recall anything she might have picked up from that particular crystal.
Kaito Hotaru
Kaito always followed his sister Rin everywhere despite how angry the war gods got with him. He wasn't going to let anything happen to his baby sister especially with what he referred to them as psychos controlling her fate. He had joined the fight against the guardians and suffered some minions injuries but managed to make sure no hard befell his sister as she attempted to communicate with them. It wasn't until the central crystal that he got truly angry and had to scoop his sister up and nearly fight his way through the other war gods that had joined the fight to get her out of harms was when she went unconscious. He feared the worst and took her to the library where he laid her down gently on a table that was under one of the few lights within the library. It made it easy for him to keep an eye on her and watch for any of the pervs that wanted to mess with her.
He ascended up the latter that led to the higher shelves as he began to search for anything regarding the crystals despite the fact that he was fairly certain Avalon had removed them all for his own personal research and to keep his true intents a secret. It was shortly after he had looked over about three full shelves from top to bottom that his sister finally awoke. He had come down to her side as she had sat up before she moved to the floor. He knew she didn't like him making a fuss over her and so went back to examining the shelves after satisfied she was alright. "Those crystals are quite unique i wonder what exactly Avalon wants with them. There has to be a reason and those guardians. You have never come across one that you could not communicate with." Kaito said as he opened a book glancing over its worn pages before looking over his shoulder at his sister who had found herself yet another strange friend. "I have never seen them have such an affect on you before... it worries me and it worries me even more to think he might demand your attention there again. I wonder if now that the guardians are gone because i'm sure he killed them like the others if you are safe to return there" he said before putting the book back on the shelf. He didn't really understand her powers because she had a hard time explaining them especially since he was a equation type thinker in how he processed things and worked them out in his head. So when it came to her explaining her strange ability he was lost.
When she did not respond to him he sighed before turning his attention back to the countless books among the vast sea of shelves.
Zaleria Nallvir
Zaleria lay out under a tree on the edge of town where Madelyn lived. She sat with her back leaned up against the tree with her head tilted back against it. Her eyes were closed and her hair fluttered gently in the light breeze that was passing through. Her feet were swept to the right and her hands lay lifeless in her lap which barely kept her skirt from flipping up but allowed it enough movement to the edge of the pleats to ripple like waves on her thighs. she had no weapons with her since Madelyn had a way to transport them effortlessly. She appeared peaceful and looked almost like any other elf would. Her silver hair was the only curious thing about her as she sat their drifting in and out of sleep.
Her ears twitched occasionally as she drifted between the sleep and being awake as they listened to the wind, the light rustling of the leaves above her and the faint voices within the town before her. She was waiting for Madelyn to return from the job boards and meeting with clients to discuss the details. She allowed Madelyn to handle everything because she only cared about Madelyn's safety. Zaleria had also made sure she had a way to let her know when she needed her for any reason. It was a high pitched whistle that her people had use to use during hunting or attacks to let others know where they were. she had taught it to Madelyn so she was free to move around without getting the looks of fear, anger, and most of the time a mixture of both. Zaleria gathered a lot of attention from the locals in the area mostly because they had negative views on what she was and the fact that they all believe she should be dead but wont do anything about it. Some have tried to kill Zaleria before but their attempts were futile due top her whit, ingenuity, the attackers fear but most of all Madelyn's presence.
Zaleria sees herself as Madelyn's protector but most see it as the other way around. They see it as if she is only using Madelyn as a meat shield, another trick for her own survival.
Madelyn Vontrap Madelyn had left Zaleria out on the edge of town to collect their reward from their most recent operation and also to look into more jobs posted on the boards. It was hard to find work sometimes due to the fact that her partner was a Lythari but thanks to her quick thinking and pleasant way of spinning it they were able to find work plentifully. She had made her way down the cobble stone pathway to the job boards before grabbing a couple posting off and heading out. She was fairly good at directions and this being her home town she knew it like the back of her hand. Despite the comments of those that have known her all her life she continues to keep Zaleria around and still finds it pleasant to have her home as their base that they return to when they cant find work or have a while between jobs.
She met with several people around the town and got hired on a couple of simple tasks like collecting certain materials from the surrounding forest, delivery missions, and a couple that requested them to escort someone back from the town to the north. Madelyn was fairly good at coordinating missions so they lined up and Zaleria and herself could finish them effectively and efficiently. Madelyn also didn't mind Zaleria staying just outside the town because she quested it was easier for her then having to deal with the towns people. Also Madelyn found it quite fun talking to the different clients on her own while still knowing Zaleria would be there in a heart beat if she called.
After she had finished making the final arrangements with the last client she went into the market to collect some essentials. Their mission to escort a client to the next town would be a two day journey so she wanted to be prepared to accommodate their temporary companion. They would be leaving bright and early the next morning for that mission so the rest of the day could be spent collecting the herbs, fire wood, and sport that a couple other clients had requested.
When she reached the market she waved her hand before her slowly before she reached into the dark sphere before her. She pulled out a hand made wicker basket that Zaleria had made for her close to when they had first accepted missions together. She then closed the sphere by waving her hand back across it opposite of how she had to summon it. She moved through the market with a smile as she began looking at the fresh food and selecting ingredients they couldn't get from the forest to make the meals on the trip to the northern town.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 10:48 am
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Avalon Silvers
Avalon gently laid his hand upon the crystal, using his magic to flash freeze the black waters below him as he sensed that they were the final defense for the crystal and he refused to allow himself to fall for such a thing. Constantly reapplying the freeze to keep the waters frozen and out of his way he gently pressed his fingers into the crystal's surface causing an instant reaction as Avalon unbound the spell keeping the crystal sealed and marveling at how complex the spell was. The crystal absorbed magical energy straight from the earth itself for a virtually unlimited energy supply, further showcasing how much the creatures within were feared by their jailers. Finally the crystal seemed to relent as cracks began to appear all over it, spreading outwards from where Avalon's hand made contact with it. Then at last with a violent shake that could be felt all across the temple a powerful thick miasma like substance burst from the crystal as it shattered into pieces with a blinding flash.
Avalon having sensed the crystal about to finally open had wisely released his grip on the gem and warped himself backwards to the other side of the room just escaping the flood of miasma that had burst from the gem. Then as the flash finally faded the swirling miasma condensed in on itself forming a cocoon of sorts around where the center of the crystal had been. Avalon could not help but stare in awe at the sight before him as a feeling of vast unease swept over him, a feeling little could install in the master mage and Avalon could tell that it came from the strange miasma that had come forth from the crystal. Suddenly at last after what felt like an eternity the miasma cocoon began to swirl even faster before dissipating in an explosion of some strange energy as a single being emerged from within in what seemed to be the shape of a man. Clothes seemed to form on the man as if like magic as the man began to take a few steps forward his features becoming fully defined as he did so. At last he stopped walking as the man opened his eyes revealing a piercing gaze that seemed to fill all who looked upon them with unease. A strange aura similar to that miasma seemed to occasionally emit from the mans body which made it obvious there was more to this man than meets the eye.
Just then at that moment the man cleared his throat as he spoke his voice strong and carried easily all across the room. " ...My name is... Mathias... Knight of Chaos. Now... I shall feed." spoke Mathias as that black miasma suddenly burst fourth from his right hand as it shot forward in Avalon's direction.Avalon went to erect a barrier to protect himself when he suddenly noticed that the miasma wasn't going after him but rather the corpses of the guardians that had protected this chamber. Flying upwards away from the path of the miasma Avalon watched with great interest as the miasma actually engulfed the guardians spreading all over their bodies like a plague spreading over it's victim. Almost as if still alive the corpses seemed to emit a sound like screaming in agony as if the souls of the monsters were being engulfed as well and were screaming in agony at being enveloped by the miasma. The miasma quickly did it's work leaving no trace of the bodies as the miasma receded back into Mathias body. Avalon could not help but smile wickedly at the sight, it giving him a swarm of ideas and plans that the War Gods could use Mathias and his strange power.
Leon Stark
Leon sheathed his blade swiftly as the last of a group of monsters fell dead to the ground, their bodies sliced into pieces from Leon's blade work. The monsters were strange wolf, spider like hybrids, possessing the body and head of a wolf but the legs of a spider, ending in large blade- like protrusions that seemed to act as claws of sorts. The creatures were almost as large as horses and could move at fairly high speed making them a real menace for anyone traveling through their territory. Leon had been hired by some Northern village to patrol the route between them and some Elven village ( the same village Madelyn and Zaleria are currently in ) and to find the rumored nest of these beasts and wipe them out to make the route safer for travel again. Normally a job like that would employ a a group of mercenaries due to the danger it presented but Leon was confident he could handle it alone, believing if he could not handle a few monsters on his own then he had no chance at becoming a royal knight which was his goal and dream. Taking out a dagger he kept at his side as a secondary weapon of sorts as well as a multi purpose tool, he began to cut out some of the pieces from the monster corpses looking for those parts that he knew would be somewhat valuable to village and townsfolk. Such as organs that had medical or nutritional value as well as some of the fangs and blade portrusions as they were often used in the crafting of certain weapons. Being that they were more common and more easily available in certain villages than metal ores and in some cases were even stronger as materials. Such as the larger monsters whose fangs were often reported as being able to crush steel and pierce even the thickest of monster hides.
With that task now complete he gathered it all together and stuffed it all within a large bag made out of an extremely durable material that his adoptive father had supplied him with when he left home on his journey. Hefting the bag over his shoulder he began to slug on down the nearby road towards the Elven village that was not too far from his current position. The reason being to sell off the extra loot he had acquired to lighten his load for the trip back up North to the town to report his success. Some of the creatures claws to be brought back as the requested proof of the success of his mission. Moving fairly swiftly for someone hefting a large bag of heavy loot over his shoulder, Leon simply thought of the exercise as well as any battles that he fought as training to better himself. All in order to reach the same level as he adoptive father who was one of the royal knights who's strength Leon had seen first hand in his sparing matches with him when he often trained with him. Finally seeing the Elven village in the distance Leon could not help but smile lightly to himself happy to be able to get rid of all the crap in his bag and get back to handing in his mission as well as pick up more work along the way. Combat was one of the only things he was good at after all as far as Leon was concerned although his father constantly told him otherwise.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 11:59 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2014 12:18 am
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Leon Stark
Leon silently hurried himself a little as he now neared the village entrance eager to get inside and get this task over with. He always found selling the loot and other such picked up from monsters to be such a pain as it could be very tedious depending on the market. Though he knew the extra coin could very well come in handy someday even though mercenary work was never in short supply. Besides selling hordes of loot was another way to garner greater fame and renown as bringing in a large amount of loot usually meant the person or group in question was quite skilled and almost always attracted attention. That could mean more clients and even more challenging jobs to better himself and surpass his limits. Something he made sure he was always aware of and to not get in over his head, if a situation was out of hand there was nothing wrong with a tactical retreat. Fighting intelligently was another large aspect of strength after all. However much Leon hated the thought of having to withdraw with monsters right in front of him, monsters who often bring death and destruction everywhere they go.
Coming up the the entrance at last Leon noticed what appeared to be two elves at first glance from the distance he saw them at. Though as he got closer he quickly realized one of them was by no means one of the more common kinds of Elves. The silver hair chief among the unusual features though Leon brushed it aside as it did not matter what type of elf she was, or even if she was an elf at all. She was definitely not a monster or at least not any monster Leon knew of and he doubted she was a threat to the village. It did not matter what a persons race was to Leon as long as they were no allies of monsters than they were no enemies of him. Granted the only ones he knew of who were allies of monsters at least threateningly were the War Gods, a group no one seemed to know the true motives of. Once he got close enough to the pair to speak to them without having to shout he spoke up. " Hail I am a mercenary come to this village to sell my loot taken from a monster nest. I go by the name of Leon, Leon Stark to be precise. Where may I ask is the market for this town? Preferably one that takes in loot taken from monsters. This is my first time visiting this village so I am not aware of where it would be located." explained Leon politely. He prided himself on his manners, something he picked up and learned from his adoptive father.
Avalon Silvers
Avalon looked over as Kaito arrived into the room and drew his swords at the sight of Mathias. He was going to say something to Kaito and have him stand down but then he got an interesting idea. He would have Kaito here see if there was anything to this Mathias guy or if the people who sealed him up were simply weaklings who panicked over nothing. Though Avalon could tell that there was definitely something to this Mathias he also did not believe Kaito would let himself die to him and if it seemed like he would then Avalon would have to intervene. After all if Kaito died the War Gods would lose not just him but Rim also and Avalon still had things planned for her. And the fact that she was fairly attractive did not hurt either but that was another matter. Stepping back from the two to ensure no arrant attacks hit him and erecting a barrier for good measure he watched to see what would happen. If " Oh hello there Kaito I take it your sister must have had quite the reaction to Mathias here waking up? If that is indeed the case then the surest way to get her to recover would be to... deal with Mathias here though do be careful, I sense something quite unsettling about his aura." spoke Avalon letting Kaito know how he stood on the situation.
Mathias meanwhile turned to face this newcomer Kaito as he saw the man draw his blades as Mathias merely stared at him for a moment before finally speaking, his voice much clearer than before as if he had grown accustomed to speaking already in such a short time. " ... So your name is Kaito then? Yes I am Mathias though your knowledge of my name is.... surprising I do not recall telling it to you. No matter you do not lack for strength, a worthy enough foe for me to make sure my sword arm has not dulled after so long has past. And besides... I still desire to feed and your energy will aid me in recovering my full power." spoke Mathias as he took a few steps forward, his miasma like aura pulsing widely as it began to swirl around him making it obvious he was preparing to enter battle. Then Mathias held up his right hand as a magical pentagram began glowing from the top of his hand. " Oh blade of destruction, instrument of my will. Respond to this pact that binds us eternal and appear before me now. Your master calls you now. Arise now mighty Balmung." chanted Mathias as a huge sword appeared in a flash of light, sending out pulses of energy as it appeared. A sign that this was no average magical weapon though the size alone likely made that clear. And the fact that it came as part of a pact was another bad sign as only very few weapons that Avalon knew of were strong enough to actually form a pact with it's wielder. And the name of the blade Balmung also struck a cord with Avalon though he could not recall how off hand. Mathias aura seemed to swirl around and mingle with the swords as if in familiarity with it making it obvious that Mathias had possessed the blade for a fairly large amount of time, discounting the time he was sealed of course. Mathias then swung his large sword in a swift movement releasing a wave of that strange miasma at the same time, the wave likely being an intentional attack and would inflict substantial damage if it made a direct unguarded hit. "So that miasma seems to be a type of energy that Mathias can control at will, interesting I will have to study this strange energy when I get a chance." thought Avalon to himself as he watched the attack.
( Mathias picture, his weapon Balmung is also the sword in pic. http://www.esterior.net/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/0011.jpg )
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2014 9:44 am
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Posted: Tue Oct 21, 2014 10:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2014 9:07 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 7:15 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2014 8:27 pm
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